Chapter 736 Fighting Like a Meat Grinder
Dover.
The sky gradually brightened.
The nearby sea water has been dyed red with blood. If it is not for the fierce exchange of fire, I am afraid that groups of sharks will appear. At this time, on the beachhead on the shore, the battle is still going on fiercely. middle.
Here, it turned into a meat grinder-like battle.
There are probably hundreds of amphibious tanks that have come across the sea, spread over several kilometers of beachheads, and now, most of the tanks have been destroyed.
On the opposite side of them were almost equal numbers of destroyed tanks.
If the Black Panther 3 came, it would have rushed up at this time, but now, the weak armor of the amphibious tank has no chance of surviving in front of the ordinary 2-pound anti-tank gun.
The remaining amphibious tanks did not move forward, and they took a defensive formation.
In the front are the destroyed tanks. These tanks blocked the view of the other side, and the tanks behind acted as fixed artillery turrets, constantly firing artillery shells toward the opposite side.
At the same time, the French volunteers charged towards the opposite side again and again, hoping to break through the opposing line of defense, but each time they charged, they could only leave a group of corpses behind.
The British army suffered a lot of casualties. In the dark, the German dive bombers were still diving down at high speed without fear of death, diving down towards the British firepower points one by one.
The death rate of machine gunners is terrifyingly high, and someone has calculated after the fact that even at night, machine gunners can't live for five minutes!
At the beginning, the corpse of the machine gunner was carried down, but later, there was no time at all, and the corpses were stacked layer by layer and piled next to the machine gun position.
However, the British did not compromise.
Josephine squatted on a machine gun position. In front of him was the Mark Qin heavy machine gun that had been bombed with holes. The water jacket outside had leaked. Josephine took off his clothes, Plug the hole.
Just ten minutes ago, the machine gunner here was killed. There were only three people left in the infantry platoon where Josephine was located. Josephine had been promoted from an ordinary big-headed soldier to a deputy platoon commander, and he could operate it. Quite a heavy machine gun with the whole platoon still alive.
He vomited several times, his stomach was empty, he began to vomit sour water, bitter water, and even bile. The smell of blood in the surrounding air was disgusting, but he did not give up, when the opponent started to attack , his machine gun has to fire again!
He knew that maybe he would die here in the next moment, but with so many people around him dying, he didn't care at all.
Its daybreak.
Crouching behind an abandoned amphibious tank, Jacques Dolio was also pale.
Who would have thought that the battle would end up like this?
"Ask Calais for reinforcements, we've been waiting on the beach for so long, why haven't reinforcements come yet?" Dorio shouted.
They are the first army to land. As long as they open up a beachhead, the army behind will continue to land, but their sneak attack has turned into a strong attack. In this case, they urgently need reinforcements!
The voice of the radio soldier has been hoarse, but the sound has never appeared, and the earphones are full of harsh interference.
Radio interference is not only found in Germany, but the British electronic technology is also quite good!
"Führer Cyric, will not give up on us." Walker, the commander of the amphibious tank unit, said: "Now, the landing ships behind us can't be dispatched. Do you see the back?"
Behind?
They have been at a distance of several hundred meters, and they can't sprint, but now, it can be seen that behind the opponent's position, one by one, thick barrels are exposed in the fortifications.
Coastal artillery! And they are all large-caliber, more than 100 millimeters, and even more than 200 millimeters!
If your own landing ship rushes near here, these coastal defense guns will fire! For landing ships, these coastal defense guns are deadly!
Such large-caliber coastal defense artillery is not so easy to manufacture. Moreover, the recent investigation has not found these secretly hidden coastal defense artillery. It is conceivable that the British have been here for a long time. Be prepared!
"We have to hold on. It's enough to hold on to this piece of sand. Now that it's dawn, I estimate that our air force will dispatch more bombers to blow up those coastal defense guns, and then the landing ships can be dispatched." Walker continued.
Now, they have to hold this place firmly and wait for the troops to seize air supremacy!
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the bomber above his head, raised his head, but his face changed.
One Blenheim bomber after another, flew over from the west, flew over their heads, and flew across the strait!
The German bombers were dispatched overnight, and the high-intensity attack made them temporarily stagnant, and now, the British bombers were dispatched first!
Bomb the opposite German military base and shatter the Germans' dream of landing!
This arduous task was handed over to the British bomber force. As the backbone of the bombing force, the Blenheim bomber once again performed the task.
Flying in the forefront is the 600th Bomber Squadron. Squadron Captain Curtis is sitting in the cabin. He knows how arduous the task of his side is.
Last time, their companions sailed at night and ended up with broken wings over Berlin. This time, they were dispatched during the day and faced even more danger.
As soldiers, they had no choice. When they flew over their own defense line, they had seen the brutal battle above the defense line, and they could even feel the bloody smell in it.
Bombing missions are dangerous, but what about combat on the ground? More casualties!
The strait of dozens of kilometers passed almost in a flash, and when the battle on the beach was still seen here, the navigator and bombardier in front was already searching for ground targets.
Tanks, large German tank troops, waiting in the open space of the port of Calais!
"Enter the bombing route, prepare to drop bombs." The bombardier shouted: "Discover the German tank troops!"
Curtis sat calmly in the cockpit of the bomber, feeling the turbulence of the airflow and the coquettish black flowers appearing in the surrounding air.
It was an anti-aircraft artillery shell, and the other party was already firing on it!
Leave him alone, keep flying and get ready to drop bombs!
"Oh, God!" At this moment, the machine gunner at the back shouted loudly. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the bomber flying with him on the side. At this time, the wing of the plane had already It was broken, flames were burning at the break, and the bomber, as if it had turned into a stone, fell down.
The artillery fire on the ground was too violent!